Novel & Cerita The Literal God

"Not to mention your Guardian since you were born." Elize frowned. "What? You two of them?" "Your first Guardian, he can't bear your stubbornness, so Boss G has assigned me to you," said Lucian. "Boss G? Who is that?" Elize asked "He is Yahweh, Elohim, El Shaddai, Adonai, Elyon, Jehovah, Allah, El Roi, and Tetragrammaton. It depends on what humans called Him, but He is only one. He is the creator of heaven and earth, He is Boss G. " said Lucian

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.” Kael’s fists dug into the marble beneath him, cracks spreading like veins through its surface. “She is more than you will ever understand,” he snarled, the words raw, jagged. “More than this hollow existence you call divine.” The assembly rippled with disdain, a wave of voices sharp as knives. The All-Father stepped closer, his golden spear glinting like a shard of the sun. “Your love is an abomination,” he spat. “And for it, you will be cast down, stripped of your divinity. You will roam the earth as a beast—neithe

It was no longer a theory, but law. The Son of Light was a powerful Light God, and he was famous for his kindness. Because of this, he didn’t go round conquering worlds for their spiritual energy. He didn’t go looking for worshippers; rather mortals who had been favored by him worshipped him all the same. Even without conquering any worlds, the Son of Light had quite the number of worlds worshipping him as their god. But when compared to gods who actively pursued the art of conquest, his worlds were quite few.

The fat god means to fuel the sign using both opposite energy of what he feels as an additional attack against the man, giving the ferociousness of his action even concentrated as its power grows as the two combined. "Spectacular. Since you've shown me your true feelings brother, then let me show you mine," the man said to the fat god and then there was light. A light so bright that only what seems like an empty canvas without the mar of paint or brushes existed in the world. It's not a feeling emptiness, but of purity.

Happy days. “I’d like to talk to you about Joshaya. He sent me in here to free you. He also put you in here in the first place. I don’t really understand what he’s up to, perhaps you could explain?” There was silence. “I was wondering,” I said, “what kind of gods you are. I mean, where I come from, gods are all-powerful, able to create things out of thin air, constantly shaping events to test their followers.” “Yes,” said one of the smaller lights. They were bobbing about, so it was hard to tell if it was the same one that had spoken before. “We are as you describe.”

" l...let me go who are you ?" " who am I ?" jack asked as he removed the spell disguising his eyes.and stared at the priest " w..what are you ?" " me? i am a god," his voice thundered in the narrow alley his voice seeming to make the air itself vibrate like it was afraid of his presence make the air vibrate as he spoke " and right now I am going to send you to the underworld Early" .

" Laura said impatiently. Darryl frowned and started to get angry, but he still replied seriously, "No, I really don't know anything about the Goddess of Light. I hope you can tell me." Laura was stunned but replied, annoyed, "You don't even know the Goddess of Light? How did you live all these years?" Then, she ignored Darry while Lolita never looked at him at all. Darryl was very depressed when he saw that and left. At that moment, Lolita bit her lip feeling miserable as she watched Darryl leave. The Goddess of Light was a goddess of justice that people from the Roland Continent worshiped for years. Everyone knew her.

he said in confusion. “Don’t attach yourself to anything, or to anyone,” I said. “Physical attachments, emotional attachments, material attachments… These things can turn even the purest human into a monster. This is why Gods were not allowed to meddle with the mortals, no matter what. We only exist to keep the balance between good and evil in their borrowed lives.” I just realized that Libulan was a God who only wanted to see the good side in everything. He refused to acknowledge that good wouldn’t exist without evil.